My nemesis brother looks at me very strangely

"It's too early to tell."

Pulling out the USB flash drive and handing it to Meng Haiyang, Liu Zhenghong turned his head and ordered, "Take it and ask the technical department to help restore it."

Seeing Meng Haiyang walking away, Ning Nanjia got up and asked him, "Uncle Liu, can I go and see Jiang Beiyu?"

Turning his head and taking a glance at Ning Nanjia, who had a cute face, Liu Zhenghong's lips curled up, unceremoniously piercing his small thoughts, "You are only so polite when you are asking for help."

Ning Nanjia was noncommittal, and repeated the question again with a gentle attitude, "Then can I go and see him?"

"According to the rules, it's not allowed," the voice paused for a while, looking at Ning Nanjia's tight and persistent eyes, Liu Zhenghong let go a little helplessly, "Stand outside and take a look."

"Thank you Uncle Liu."

In the cold and silent interrogation room,

Jiang Beiyu sat on the chair, his wrists on the table were shackled, the light in the room was too bright, reflecting his pale skin, sharp and thin browbones, like a lonely child who was forgotten by everyone.

Seeing the figure of Ning Nanjia approaching outside the glass window, his bloodless lips slightly bent, and then he leaned against the glass and looked at him.

Unable to touch through the cold glass, Ning Nanjia got closer to him as much as possible, and asked him in a low voice, "Are you afraid?"

The voice was a little fuzzy, and it took Jiang Beiyu a few seconds to recognize his mouth shape, then shook his head, and said slowly: "I believe in you."

Because of the close distance, Ning Nanjia could clearly see the pair of silver handcuffs locked on his wrists. There was a small piece of the cold metal ring, which was attached to the protruding wrist bone, looking heavy and dazzling.

Breathing suddenly tightened, Ning Nanjia suddenly felt a trace of regret.

Maybe he shouldn't insist on asking Jiang Beiyu to come to cooperate with the investigation. Maybe he can change to a more relaxed method, hide him first, and let him come out when the suspicion is cleared. At least, don't let him be treated as a criminal like he is now. lock up.

Just as he was regretting, Jiang Beiyu's low and slow voice suddenly came over,

"Brother Nanjia, do you still remember the night you went to Xingyi Mountain to watch the stars?"

His thoughts were interrupted, and Ning Nanjia subconsciously responded, "I remember."

"It's a bit regrettable to say that."

The dark eyes were slightly stained with a smile, and Jiang Beiyu pursed his lips in embarrassment, "I looked at you that night, but I didn't even see the stars."

Looking at Ning Nanjia's tense and slightly tired eyebrows, he hooked the corners of his mouth,

"Brother Nanjia, can you fold a paper star for me? Slowly fold it and show it to me when I go out."

People always need some sustenance to divert their attention. They keep thinking about the same thing over and over again, and it is easy to get into a corner and get emotionally broken.

Sensing Jiang Beiyu's intentions, Ning Nanjia nodded, put his palm against the glass and gently rubbed his face twice, slowed down and told him, "I will fold a star and wait for you outside."

Ten minutes later, Liu Zhenghong closed the document, tapped the table twice with his palm, and was about to go in and take Ning Nanjia out when he saw him turn around the corner.

Standing up to meet him, he asked, "Have you finished reading?"

"Well," Ning Nanjia didn't forget to thank him, "Thank you Uncle Liu."

"Don't pretend to be polite to me, I'm not used to it." Raising his hand and patting Ning Nanjia's head, Liu Zhenghong said: "It will take some time for the technology to recover, you go back first, I won't treat you badly little classmate."

Ning Nanjia said "Yes", then took out something from his pocket and handed it to him, "Jiang Beiyu is a little afraid of the dark, please give this to him."

It was just a flashlight, and it looked familiar. Liu Zhenghong took it apart and checked it as usual, "This seems to be Xiao Zhang's flashlight."

Xiao Zhang is the policewoman who is in charge of answering the phone at the civilian office. The little girl who just graduated from college was transferred here. She is lively and carefree. When she sees a handsome guy, she can't walk. If a handsome guy smiles at her twice, she can be an idiot. sky.

Not mentioning the two sweet-mouthed calls of sister Zhang, Ning Nanjia replied lightly, "Your colleague said it was for me."

Liu Zhenghong didn't expose him, he weighed the flashlight twice in his hand and said, "Okay, I'll take it in and give it to him. If you have nothing to do, go home early, so your grandma won't worry."

Ning Nanjia nodded, thanked him and left.

Because the cut part of the surveillance was relatively delicate, there was no news of the recovery of the technical department. After dealing with other cases, the sky outside the window was already dark.

Liu Zhenghong got up and took a look at the twilight streets. He was about to buy some dinner and come back to work overtime. As soon as he walked out of the gate of the police station, he saw Ning Nanjia sitting on the edge of the steps, his back was clear, and he was concentrating on folding something. .

When I took a closer look, I realized that he was making origami stars.

After taking two steps, Liu Zhenghong couldn't help turning back and sitting next to him, "What are you doing here if you don't go to school?"

"I have already asked for leave from the school and finished my homework."

While looking back at him, Ning Nanjia folded the star that had just broken a corner in his hand.

Probably because he was not very good at folding these gadgets, the strips of paper he had spent a lot of folding were crumpled up and thrown into a plastic bag, with a few stars that had barely folded out of five corners lying on the side.

Fat and flat, it looked a little horrible.

Liu Zhenghong sighed, took the paper strip with two folded corners in Ning Nanjia's hand, twirled it twice with his thick fingers, and a beautiful and perfect paper star came out.

After holding the star in his hand and looking at it for a while, Ning Nanjia couldn't help but sigh, "I don't see how you can fold this."

Liu Zhenghong is the standard look of Northeast men, with thick eyebrows and wide eyes, he looks big and thick, let alone origami stars, Ning Nanjia sometimes suspects that he can't even hold a spatula, but in fact, he cooks delicious food Yes, people are nice too.

"What's so difficult about this, no one is young yet."

Looking down at Ning Nanjia's fair and youthful side face, Liu Zhenghong smiled, "When I was your age, I folded paper stars for almost half a year in order to chase a girl, although I didn't catch up in the end, But the craftsmanship has been saved."

Looking down at his folding method, Ning Nanjia replied absently, "Then you are great."

Maybe it was really not good at these handicrafts, Ning Nanjia followed his steps to fold, and finally folded a four-dimensional thing, but he was not discouraged at all, opened it and started learning again carefully.

Seeing his serious look, Liu Zhenghong couldn't help asking, "Is it for Jiang Beiyu?"

"Well, he said he wanted to see the stars."

"Then you are here, also waiting for him?"

"Ah."

The words circled around his lips twice, Liu Zhenghong looked at the street store that gradually lit up on the other side of the long road, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath.

"Does your grandparents know about this?"

After being slightly stunned, Ning Nanjia whispered after realizing Liu Zhenghong's meaning, "I will tell them later."

The finger holding the cigarette holder trembled slightly, and Liu Zhenghong looked at him with complicated eyes, "Ning Nanjia, you should know that your grandparents only have you as a grandson, and you are a little rebellious in adolescence. Uncle Liu understands, but there are some things that you can't turn back after trying. .”

After these years of contact, he also has a certain understanding of Ning Fuyuan and Song Zhiwei. The old man's thinking is traditional and conservative, and the inheritance of the family is their most important thing.

When Ning Nanjia's father died, the two elders were devastated. If it weren't for the support of Ning Nanjia's blood, they might not have survived at that time, but Liu Zhenghong didn't want to say so desperately if there was any room for maneuver. .

"If you are like this, the two of them will be mad at you, have you ever thought about it?"

These words were somewhat serious, Ning Nanjia lowered his eyes in silence, the street lights at the entrance of the police station were dimly shadowed, falling on his fair and handsome side face, showing a desolate and lonely shadow.

After a long silence, he said in a hoarse voice, "But there is only one Jiang Beiyu in this world."

The unformed paper star in his palm was pinched so that the corners were cracked and could no longer be put together again. It seemed that because of too much force, the knuckles on his fingers turned sharp blue and white.

"I'm not saying grandparents are not as important as him, but I really, really like him."

For someone as stubborn as Jiang Beiyu, if he wasn't watching, he might have done something stupider.

Seeing his obsessed look, Liu Zhenghong sighed and was about to speak when Meng Haiyang ran out, saying excitedly:

"Captain Liu, that video has been recovered, and there was indeed a third person who entered the scene of the murder."

In the seven minutes that were carefully cut, a handsome man in a suit and leather shoes once entered and exited the small road in front of the Zheng mansion.

Different from the calm and unhurried appearance in the past, the man rushed in with a little eagerness, and then ran out in a panic.

Asking the technicians to freeze the screen and maximize Jiang Mingfeng's appearance, Liu Zhenghong told Meng Haiyang, "Go and bring him back."

The police were very efficient. Meng Haiyang led his men, and within a short while, Jiang Mingfeng, who was still in a meeting with dozens of employees in a high-rise building, was arrested.

Even when he was told that he had become a murder suspect, Jiang Mingfeng was still so personable, maintaining a gentleman's demeanor in every word and deed, even if he was sitting in the interrogation room under the pale light, he still defended calmly ,

"That's right, I did go home that day, but when I went back, Yiyi had already passed away, and I didn't kill her."

"It's not that you're guilty of being a thief, why do you want to wash the monitoring?"

Frowning slightly, Jiang Mingfeng suddenly showed sadness, "Officer, no one would have the heart to testify that his son is a murderer. I just don't want to hurt Xiaoyu."

Although the words sounded nice, he still didn't forget to step on Jiang Beiyu when he cleared himself of the suspicion.

Standing outside the interrogation room and listening, Ning Nanjia couldn't help clenching his fists, wishing he could rush up and kill this scum immediately.

[The author has something to say]: There is another chapter that will be published later, and now I have to work on other things